[445 Death's Peace of Mind]

When she landed, the girl in black had a grim face and a posture, without any panic, just glanced at him indifferently, put away the gun, and reminded, "When fighting, don't look left and right, let alone stare at anyone in a daze." ”

"Yes, yes, miss."

Nodding hurriedly, he responded, hurriedly carried his gun, jumped out of the car, and ran towards the crowd in the battle.

Because today, he has seen Miss Jane's combat power that has never appeared before, and the spear skills that surpass everyone here. Shocking, shocking, but convincing, inherently frightening temperament, and longing.

Everyone is willing to die for such a person.

Twenty people, fighting very hard.

Dodge, shoot, and apply what they have learned in their own lives to the extreme.

Twenty against 100 men, which was a worrying number, but now, the situation has simply been reversed, and it has become a situation in which their team is victorious.

Yan Xiaoyu stood on a truck, standing on a high place, looking down at the flowing crowd and the sparks that kept stirring up, and suddenly, sat down.

She didn't know why she sat down, but when she saw the corpses all over the ground, her heart suddenly palpitated and beat rapidly.

She sat down, threw away the sniper rifle, raised her hand, and held it to her chest.

The heart is beating faster and faster.

It was so fast that she couldn't hear anything anymore, and her ears were full of hollow, fierce heartbeats.

Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

The continuous beating speed almost took her body into the air, and began to make her breathe rapidly.

What's wrong?

She clenched her hands and frowned, puzzled by her actions.

What's wrong with her?

So thirsty......

There seemed to be ten thousand direct rays of sunlight above his head, and where he stepped on his feet, there seemed to be a fire, and even the soles of his feet were hot, and there was heat flowing.

At this moment, the throat seemed to be on fire, painful, and dry, as if she could spit out a breath of fire when she wiped it.

This is a hundred times stricter than her thirst before she got off the plane, ten thousand times, and even, it has exceeded her tolerance limit, and her whole body is trembling with thirst......

"Ahh

Under the car, a scream rang out.

She looked intently and saw that an enemy had been killed, the bullet piercing through the bullet, and she had collapsed on the tires, a pool of blood running down her head......

Then, there was another scream, and when I looked closely, it was one of their subordinates who had been shot, squatted on the ground, and ran to the side, holding his right arm that had been shot, but still unable to withstand the dripping blood.

When those red, dazzling, constantly flowing things came into her eyes.

Yan Xiaoyu paused suddenly.

Her heart beat as fast as she could, and at that moment, she stopped suddenly.

The world is quiet.

Even the sound of the agitated and restless heartbeat suddenly stopped and fell silent.

This feeling of silence is really soothing.

It seems to make it clear what she wants, needs, and sees.

Need...... What to see......

When this consciousness floated into his mind, Yan Xiaoyu's pupils suddenly dilated, and for a moment, his clear eyes were instantly filled with anticipation, transcendence, and excitement.

Yes, she understood, she was not bloodthirsty, she was not a pervert, what she needed, what she saw, was death.

Only death can bring her stability, and only death can make people feel at ease.

Death --

Right now, the gunfire is loud, still chaotic, and the two groups of people are still dodging and hiding in a guerrilla chase.

It's too slow, it's too slow.

That restless state of mind soon returned, and she desperately needed to calm this painful procedure, and she needed speed, speed, speed......

Thinking so in her mind, her body had already flown out uncontrollably.

The black figure, like a black lightning bolt falling from the sky, the staggering skirt, like a demon angel on the ground, appeared in an instant, with beauty, with flawless falling, between the floating posture, it was not roses and flowers that fell, but blood and sickles.

Death's Scythe.

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……

The sky was suddenly dark and windy.

The unscrewed black skirt didn't give people time to appreciate the arrival of the black angel, and a black Swiss knife had already fallen from it, and it was inserted into the chest of the person in the middle of the way.

The man panicked, raised his hand and was about to draw his sword.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when he wanted to lift his fingers, the black ghost-like figure was already lying on his body.

He looked up and suddenly met her eyes.

He saw that the girl was smiling, expectant smile, innocent face, bloodthirsty movements, innocent eyes.

Hmmm――――

The knife, from the chest, slid straight down.

The girl wrenched the handle of its knife, as if she was holding a switch, as if she was fiddling with a toy, her eyes moved, downward, pulled down, there was a loud noise, screaming, the person who was shot, from the chest to the body, was cut in half by the girl.

Blood spurted out.

She jumped away, dodged, and saw the blood gushing out, and the corners of her mouth were cold.

It was suddenly cold, and the sky was getting darker.

She stepped forward, slowly pressing, her eyes locking on to several other targets in front of her.

As soon as their eyes froze, those people were so frightened that they didn't dare to move.

"Stay, okay, okay, stay." The girl spoke, and for some reason, her words were a little dull, like an innocent baby, like a naïve babble, "No, yes." Move. ”

One word fell to the ground, three people, and the heads had fallen.

Then, the bright figure, the flying skirt, in the mountain road, like a wandering cat, like a running leopard, everywhere you go, there is blood, black and red intertwined, dyeing the whole area into a dim color.

She couldn't think, she was unconscious.

The rising dryness and beating heart were already driving her crazy.

Her eyes, red bloodthirsty condensation, her body, moving wantonly.

Between heaven and earth, there is only this one cat left.

A hazy, but understandable blood-devouring black.

A cat who was born with a charm, but didn't know what to do.

From the girl to the pause.

No more than five points.

The world is quiet.

The sound of gunfire, shouts, fighting, at this moment, all stopped.

The mountain beasts, insects and birds also seemed to be frightened and felt frightened, and hid in the deepest depths, not daring to make a sound.

She stood quietly, her eyes closed, as if she was feeling something, and as if she had lost her instincts.

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……

She stood, stood quietly.

Until, as if she sensed a hint of coldness, she shivered and opened her eyes.

When she saw the broken limbs all over the ground, the blood stained half of the mountain road and the vehicles, and the dead people lying on the ground with no living mouths......

She shook and took a few steps back.

body, crashing into a boulder.

That hit was very hard.

Seemingly, there was a great shock.

It seems that I am feeling a deep horror.

Her pupils, the bloodshot has not dissipated, but they are extremely covetous, reaching the extreme of the upper limit.